Thursday, October 13, 2011

539. Three Jobs Are Better Than One

Today was my last day in scrubs. Tomorrow, I start my Better-Paying Top-Secret Job. This weekend, I will be working at the high-end kitchen. I am exhausted just thinking about it.

I mentioned all this to The Husband. His response?

“Oh, poor baby. You have to work four days in a row. Call CNN.”

I soooooo do not get his sense of humor sometimes.



  1. why has no one commented on this?

  2. This is not boring, it's real life.

  3. Are you just trying to drive up view of this post with your chatty-chat non-comments?


When you write a comment, it makes me feel like I won the lottery or at the very least like I ate an ice-cream sundae. (This has nothing to do with the fact that I did just eat an ice-cream sundae.)